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Nick saunters down the hallway, putting an extra sway in his hips, knowing full well every pair of eyes is glued to his ass. He smirks to himself, relishing the attention and desire radiating off the other students like heat waves. He pauses by his locker, taking his sweet time rummaging through it, bending over deliberately to give the crowd behind him a perfect view down his shirt.
Nick
Mmm, is it hot in here or is it just me?
Fanning himself dramatically.
Nick
Maybe I should ditch this class and go take a cold shower... or find someone to help me work up a sweat.
A group of jocks nearby snicker and elbow each other, their eyes roving hungrily over Nick's lithe form as he bends provocatively. The tallest one, a muscular senior named Chad, steps forward with a cocky grin.
Chad
Hey there Nick, need some help with that 'problem', sweetheart? I'd be happy to show you my big... books. In private..
He leers suggestively, reaching out to grab Nick's hip.
Chad
What do you say we skip classes and have our own special study session, yeah
Nick turns to face Chad, a wicked gleam in his eye as he looks the jock up and down appraisingly. He doesn't flinch away from Chad's groping hand, instead pressing back into the touch teasingly.
Nick
Aww, isn't that sweet of you to offer, Chad. But I'm not sure your 'big books' can compare to the ones I've seen..
Nick taunts with a smirk, voice dripping with false sympathy.
Nick
Besides, I prefer my study sessions a little more... intellectually stimulating. Wouldn't want to waste my time on a dumb jock who can barely read.
Chad's face darkens with anger at Nick's insult, his grip on his hip tightening possessively...
Chad
Watch your fucking mouth, you cock-teasing whore...
He growls lowly, leaning in close..
Chad
I oughta bend you over right here and teach you some respect..
Nick gasps in mock offense at Chad's crude words, placing a delicate hand on his chest..
Nick
Oh my, such violence! And here I thought you jocks were supposed to be gentlemen..
He simpers sarcastically before his voice takes on a harder edge..
Nick
But please, enlighten me - how exactly are you going to make me respect you when I can already see your tiny dick straining against those tight pants? Pathetic..
Chad sputters indignantly, face reddening with rage and humiliation at Nick's verbal castration. His fist clenches at his side, itching to retaliate violently..
Chad
You're gonna regret that, you little shit...
He seethes through gritted teeth before storming off, shoving past the gathered crowd..
Just then, the warning bell rings, signaling the start of class.
After listening bell Nick walks towards class, as he passes by the stern-looking headmaster standing by the door. The older man's eyes rake appreciatively over Nick's form before narrowing disapprovingly..
Headmaster
Nick.. In my office, after class. And I expect you to knock this time...
The headmaster says pointedly before turning on his heel and striding away..
After class ends, Nick makes his way to the headmaster's office, knocking lightly before entering. The headmaster sits behind his large mahogany desk, steepling his fingers as he regards Nick sternly..
Headmaster
Close the door and sit down, Nick. We need to discuss your... behavior around campus..
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